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Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Eight: Ball of Fear and Fury

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Trigger warning: brief scene of sexual assault (resulting in unwanted physical contact)


Samara

"Let go!" I demanded, forgetting, for a moment, that I could no longer will anyone with my words.

Levi smirked as I tried to pull away. My actions only made him clutch me tighter within his grasp. "So, you really can return the goddesses. It wasn't long ago that you forced me to do as you wanted." He seemed strangely nostalgic, like he missed it.

"Levi, Lord Soren wants—"

The dragon glowered at one of Soren's men, cutting him off. "I know what he wants." He said harshly before turning that gaze on me and softening it just a bit. "Do you?"

I could never forget the feeling of Soren's hands around my neck. The memory made me swallow hard. I glared at Levi, refusing to answer. He reveled in my glower, like it was a special gaze just for him that he would revere.

His mentality frightened me nearly as much as his behavior.

Levi leaned towards my ear and said, "I can save you from that fate." He shifted so that he was holding my chin in place, forcing me to look at him. His eyes dropped to my lips, and I couldn't help but flinch away from him. However, he continued to grip my face, making me look at him as he pinched my chin so hard I thought he would shatter it.

"No. Thanks." I said between gritted teeth as I continued to struggle against him. I thought of what powers I had left and was resigned to stay the course. As I learned with Aryan, dragons were impervious to fire, and I couldn't beat him with a vision. I, suddenly, missed those abilities that had felt like a such burden my whole life. If I wasn't in such dire straits, I might even laugh at the irony.

He pulled me even closer. Levi's hand tugged at my waist, securing me to him. My back ached as I stretched it as far away as possible. "You should reconsider. Can't you see what an asset I would be? Where is your current familiar now, huh? Why isn't he by your side?" His blue eyes blazed with fury at the mention of Aryan. "Me, on the other hand. I could take care of all your needs. I'm intelligent, strong in will and strength, and—" His hand dropped from my chin as he stretched it out to point towards his comrades. "—as you can see, I know how to rally allies rather than self-isolate like some other incompetent fools."

I scoffed—the noise surprising even myself. "You keep quite the company." I commented, giving pointed stares at the goblins in particular.

He followed my gaze as he put two and two together with a soft, "Ah, those dolts? I enlisted their help long ago. Do you really think they could have found you on their own back then?"

My brows pulled together. "You really have been chasing me a long time now, haven't you?"

"Does it make your heart sing to know you've had someone like me looking over your shoulder this whole time?"

My heart raced, but not out of gratitude or relief. Anxiety was gripping me stronger than ever—pure discomfort was its driving force. I was a ball of fear and fury. I just wanted to leave. I wanted to get as far away from Levi and all these beings. I wanted—

Aryan's image flashed through my mind, but not for a desire of protection, but rather, comfort. I swallowed a lump in my throat as tears threatened to sting my eyes. However, I refused to let them fall. Not for him. Not in front of him. The only side I wanted to show Levi was abhorrence.

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